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"Now, now play nice" He growls, walking over to me. "You are yet to congratulate me on my drafting to RAW." "Well done" I spit "Congratulations on breaking her heart again Hunter you must be SO proud" "Oh come on Trish, where's the little hell cat I used to know. 'She's a dumb bitch who deserves everything she gets' is the line I think you used. "Yeah that was then" "And now?" "I've realised I should of told her to warn her off. It would have saved her the pain" "She IS the pain" He muttered. I look at him unbelievingly. "You really are the scum of the earth aren't you?" "Ohhh, now we're getting somewhere! Go on, carry on" I shudder and try to take a step back from him. The back of my legs press against the edge of the bench and I suppress a groan. I feel suffocated by him and I begin to feel a little worry through my anger at seeing him. "Trish" He growls again, stroking my cheek, that evil smirk on his face. I flinch from his touch and he wraps his hand around my chin, staring into my eyes. "You really have changed haven't you?" "Yeah I've realised what an asshole you are" "So, you haven't lost that heat" He pushed his face up against mine and I shudder trying to wriggle free but he's grip on my chin, and arm are to tight. Now I am getting very worried but all thoughts of Mark have gone. "What do you want?" I ask again "You" He growls, forcing a kiss on me. I struggle under his grip but its no use. I use my free arm to claw at him, trying to pull him off, but this makes him angrier. He pulls away and glares at me. "Enjoy it Trish, you know its what you want" I realise that the only way to get him off is to play along so when he roughly pushes against me again, I kiss him back. "That's better" he growls, loosening his hold on me. I open my eyes and see a shape stood over his shoulder. The look of pain on his face is unbearable. I've never seen anything like it. He has tears running down his cheeks and looks as if his heart has been ripped out. The tortured look, the sheer agony will haunt me till the day I die. The figure turns and bolts out the door nd I lose it. I raise my knee to HHH's groin and elbow to his face. These were no wrestling moves and he fall to the floor, writhing in physical agony. But the look on his face is nothing compared to.
I run past him and out into the corridor "Mark" I scream but he doesn't even turn around. "Please" this time he turns his head and I can see the lines of tears running down his cheeks. In a less devastating situation I would have marvelled at the tears on The Big Evil's face. As it is, they cut through me like a razor. In his eyes he pain has been replaced with hate. I turn and see HHH, clutching his cheek, smirking behind me. I look back to Taker, confused but Mark is walking towards me. "Just let me explain" I beg him but he just pushes me out the way. He keeps going until he's stood infront of Hunter. "Your wife and your bit on the side" Hunter smirks "Whose next?" In slow motion I see Mark pull his arm back and through it at Hunter's jaw. Even stood away from them I can hear the sickening thud and crack as fist and jaw connect. Hunter stumbles back and Mark spits on him, before storming past me, pushing me out the way. I watch him with tear filled eyes as he thumped down the corridor. I have one final attempt at calling him back but to no avail "Mark, please"
I stare at the corner around which he just disappeared, just gaze, unmoving. I completely zone out trying to grasp what happened. Then behind me I heard a low snicker, deep mocking laughter that rung in my ears. "You." I spun on me heel a paced towards Hunter. At first he just laughed more, but the fire and disgust on my face must have scared him a little because he ceased laughing. "Trish, hey honey, Trish?" Now he was looking worried as I kept advancing, death in my eyes and fire in my soul. He began to back away but we were in a dead end. I could see he was truly worried now, he seemed almost panicky. I stood right in front of him breathing deeply resisting the urge to kill him right there. Instead I remained still and watched him. I think he took this as my submission and he tried to get past me. For such a big muscular man he is such a coward. He pushed me and I stepped back, he used this as a chance to get past but deftly stuck out a foot, and his hurry he stumbled straight over it. I may be a woman but I'm tough and wasn't gonna let this SOB get away. And I was being powered by a blazing furnace of anger and pain.
He was still on the floor, staring up at me. I think he was trying to intimidate me (fat chance) and I know he expected me to do something. I didn't I just stood over him, gazing down at him, head on one side like Kane did. He tried to move and I suddenly stamped on his hand, then groin. While he whelped in pain I grabbed a metal pole form beside me and dropped onto his stomach. I rested on my knee's, one calf either side of his abdomen. I was full weight on his 'washboard' stomach, so he was pinned beneath me. He tried to throw me off but I moved quick, using the pole to choke him, pressing every bit of my strength to hold the pole on his wind pipe. I waited a beat before I spoke, in a low, dangerous yet strangely husky voice.
"Hunter Hunter Hunter what are we going to do with you?" I asked relesing some of the wait on his larynx "Let me go you psychobitch" I pressed the pole down hard again. "Rhetorical question asshole." "Okay, Okay" He said coughing so I release a little weight again. "You really enjoy your job don't you? Hurting people gives you a buzz" I can't believe it the bastard actually smirked. "But emotionally hurting people? Thats what really gets you going. Ruining lives turns you on?" I pull a disgusted face. "You are evil, I should do the world a favour shouldn't I just press a little harder" As I say this I do it, and he looks really scared. I revel in this a minute before lightening. "Trish, I just wanted to." "To what?" I am a intrigued to what excuse he holds "To ruin my life?" "I didn't even know about you and Taker, I swear Trish, I just wanted you back" "Bullshit" "Its true. I should never have let you go" "You never had me loser. I shagged you to get back a Stephanie. That was before Mark anyway!" "But I could of" "Look if you think your buying time don't bother. Keep on this way and I'll do for you now! I want a promise from you Hunter, Never come near me again?" "I can't Trish I love you." I spat on him "You love yourself that's the only thing you love." "But." "No, you aren't getting my point. Never EVER come near me again or I will end your DAMN GAME" I scream the final words. Then whisper my next few sentences "Hunter, I know everything you don't want me to. You are a wuss Hunter but not just that your dumb. And I'm smart. I can prove enough allegations to not just finish your reputation but your career aswell. And if they don't then I'll tell everyone 'Our little secret'" I put emphasis on the last few words, then roll off him. I stand and watch him. He glares at me and stands. When I stand he grabs my neck and pushes me against the wall, about to make an empty threat. I'm still holding the end of the pole and I use to smack his groin. I laugh as he falls to the floor, obviously his manhood has taken too much of a beating because I enter t he locker room, collect my stuff and he is still there. As I step over him I say "I meant it Hunter nowhere near or everyone knows"
A/N - So which do you like better, this or The Ideal? One will have to go on the back burner for a while so which one should it be? Let me know in a review, Please?
"Now, now play nice" He growls, walking over to me. "You are yet to congratulate me on my drafting to RAW." "Well done" I spit "Congratulations on breaking her heart again Hunter you must be SO proud" "Oh come on Trish, where's the little hell cat I used to know. 'She's a dumb bitch who deserves everything she gets' is the line I think you used. "Yeah that was then" "And now?" "I've realised I should of told her to warn her off. It would have saved her the pain" "She IS the pain" He muttered. I look at him unbelievingly. "You really are the scum of the earth aren't you?" "Ohhh, now we're getting somewhere! Go on, carry on" I shudder and try to take a step back from him. The back of my legs press against the edge of the bench and I suppress a groan. I feel suffocated by him and I begin to feel a little worry through my anger at seeing him. "Trish" He growls again, stroking my cheek, that evil smirk on his face. I flinch from his touch and he wraps his hand around my chin, staring into my eyes. "You really have changed haven't you?" "Yeah I've realised what an asshole you are" "So, you haven't lost that heat" He pushed his face up against mine and I shudder trying to wriggle free but he's grip on my chin, and arm are to tight. Now I am getting very worried but all thoughts of Mark have gone. "What do you want?" I ask again "You" He growls, forcing a kiss on me. I struggle under his grip but its no use. I use my free arm to claw at him, trying to pull him off, but this makes him angrier. He pulls away and glares at me. "Enjoy it Trish, you know its what you want" I realise that the only way to get him off is to play along so when he roughly pushes against me again, I kiss him back. "That's better" he growls, loosening his hold on me. I open my eyes and see a shape stood over his shoulder. The look of pain on his face is unbearable. I've never seen anything like it. He has tears running down his cheeks and looks as if his heart has been ripped out. The tortured look, the sheer agony will haunt me till the day I die. The figure turns and bolts out the door nd I lose it. I raise my knee to HHH's groin and elbow to his face. These were no wrestling moves and he fall to the floor, writhing in physical agony. But the look on his face is nothing compared to.
I run past him and out into the corridor "Mark" I scream but he doesn't even turn around. "Please" this time he turns his head and I can see the lines of tears running down his cheeks. In a less devastating situation I would have marvelled at the tears on The Big Evil's face. As it is, they cut through me like a razor. In his eyes he pain has been replaced with hate. I turn and see HHH, clutching his cheek, smirking behind me. I look back to Taker, confused but Mark is walking towards me. "Just let me explain" I beg him but he just pushes me out the way. He keeps going until he's stood infront of Hunter. "Your wife and your bit on the side" Hunter smirks "Whose next?" In slow motion I see Mark pull his arm back and through it at Hunter's jaw. Even stood away from them I can hear the sickening thud and crack as fist and jaw connect. Hunter stumbles back and Mark spits on him, before storming past me, pushing me out the way. I watch him with tear filled eyes as he thumped down the corridor. I have one final attempt at calling him back but to no avail "Mark, please"
I stare at the corner around which he just disappeared, just gaze, unmoving. I completely zone out trying to grasp what happened. Then behind me I heard a low snicker, deep mocking laughter that rung in my ears. "You." I spun on me heel a paced towards Hunter. At first he just laughed more, but the fire and disgust on my face must have scared him a little because he ceased laughing. "Trish, hey honey, Trish?" Now he was looking worried as I kept advancing, death in my eyes and fire in my soul. He began to back away but we were in a dead end. I could see he was truly worried now, he seemed almost panicky. I stood right in front of him breathing deeply resisting the urge to kill him right there. Instead I remained still and watched him. I think he took this as my submission and he tried to get past me. For such a big muscular man he is such a coward. He pushed me and I stepped back, he used this as a chance to get past but deftly stuck out a foot, and his hurry he stumbled straight over it. I may be a woman but I'm tough and wasn't gonna let this SOB get away. And I was being powered by a blazing furnace of anger and pain.
He was still on the floor, staring up at me. I think he was trying to intimidate me (fat chance) and I know he expected me to do something. I didn't I just stood over him, gazing down at him, head on one side like Kane did. He tried to move and I suddenly stamped on his hand, then groin. While he whelped in pain I grabbed a metal pole form beside me and dropped onto his stomach. I rested on my knee's, one calf either side of his abdomen. I was full weight on his 'washboard' stomach, so he was pinned beneath me. He tried to throw me off but I moved quick, using the pole to choke him, pressing every bit of my strength to hold the pole on his wind pipe. I waited a beat before I spoke, in a low, dangerous yet strangely husky voice.
"Hunter Hunter Hunter what are we going to do with you?" I asked relesing some of the wait on his larynx "Let me go you psychobitch" I pressed the pole down hard again. "Rhetorical question asshole." "Okay, Okay" He said coughing so I release a little weight again. "You really enjoy your job don't you? Hurting people gives you a buzz" I can't believe it the bastard actually smirked. "But emotionally hurting people? Thats what really gets you going. Ruining lives turns you on?" I pull a disgusted face. "You are evil, I should do the world a favour shouldn't I just press a little harder" As I say this I do it, and he looks really scared. I revel in this a minute before lightening. "Trish, I just wanted to." "To what?" I am a intrigued to what excuse he holds "To ruin my life?" "I didn't even know about you and Taker, I swear Trish, I just wanted you back" "Bullshit" "Its true. I should never have let you go" "You never had me loser. I shagged you to get back a Stephanie. That was before Mark anyway!" "But I could of" "Look if you think your buying time don't bother. Keep on this way and I'll do for you now! I want a promise from you Hunter, Never come near me again?" "I can't Trish I love you." I spat on him "You love yourself that's the only thing you love." "But." "No, you aren't getting my point. Never EVER come near me again or I will end your DAMN GAME" I scream the final words. Then whisper my next few sentences "Hunter, I know everything you don't want me to. You are a wuss Hunter but not just that your dumb. And I'm smart. I can prove enough allegations to not just finish your reputation but your career aswell. And if they don't then I'll tell everyone 'Our little secret'" I put emphasis on the last few words, then roll off him. I stand and watch him. He glares at me and stands. When I stand he grabs my neck and pushes me against the wall, about to make an empty threat. I'm still holding the end of the pole and I use to smack his groin. I laugh as he falls to the floor, obviously his manhood has taken too much of a beating because I enter t he locker room, collect my stuff and he is still there. As I step over him I say "I meant it Hunter nowhere near or everyone knows"
A/N - So which do you like better, this or The Ideal? One will have to go on the back burner for a while so which one should it be? Let me know in a review, Please?